Once the sandstorm had cleared, the scattered soldiers of the Assault Camp quickly regrouped and began counting their numbers and casualties.
From the reports of the Assault Camp squads, Zhou Chongshan could almost draw one conclusion: the snake people on the other side were indeed few in number.
There had been, at most, around a hundred of them in this attack.
Put plainly, the enemy had wanted to rely on their environmental advantage and a surprise attack to fight them. On top of that, judging from the current situation, the snake people's physical abilities clearly surpassed those of ordinary humans.
These few snake people, if it came down to sheer strength, could probably rival an elite unit.
Against a regular unit, the enemy would most likely have succeeded. But against the Assault Camp, it was practically like crashing straight into the muzzle of a gun.
Some fully armed Assault Camp soldiers had been injured, but there had been no deaths.
"Watch your wounds! These snake people are creatures similar to snakes. They might have Snake Venom!"
Zhou Chongshan issued the warning at once. After all, he had survived from the tribal era onward, so he was especially sharp in matters like this.
Hearing that, the soldiers hurriedly checked their wounds. One of them even cast a lingering, frightened glance at his arm.
The sun-protective robe covering his body had already been bitten through. On the surface of the arm guard beneath it were two tiny dents.
Earlier, one of the snake people had launched a desperate counterattack and bitten directly into his forearm, only to be stopped by the arm guard.
For a moment, the soldier felt the relief of someone who had narrowly escaped death.
At a time like this, wearing a complete set of fully fitted armor really